Brett Newski - Corazones On Cobblestones Lyrics
On an afternoon in August where I guessedI would lean in halfwayTo the middle where we metJust to be whisked away by some G** da** bus ticketWe had invested inIt’s an outcome one would never chooseLike the phone booths up in London people look at but don’t useOur roads might coincide again somedayThanks to airplanes in the skySubtracting driving time awayHere’s to our new homesCorazons on cobblestonesHere’s to our new homesLet’s scrape our hearts up from the roadFrom Chicago in the USAUp to Montreal French CanadaA short wink from the StatesThere’s a story left unfinishedThere are potholes in the highwaySomeone best damn paveBecause out here we are all the sameOur past is incomplete and our future is a mazeMight make sense to settle downA sacrifice most will make, but I wont makeAt least not todayHere’s to our new homesCorazons on cobblestonesHere’s to our new homesLet’s scrape our hearts up from the roadBig scary dreams, they don’t make me nervousJust the ones you stroll into but stay just for a momentAnd my map it has proven rather worthlessThere’s no fear in getting lost if you’re doing it on purposeHere’s to our new homesCorazons on cobblestonesHere’s to our new homesLet’s scrape our hearts up from the road
